“Everything okay?” she asked, watching Daniel unconsciously adjust his collar where it had twisted during the elevator’s jolt.

“The citations are all set,” Daniel reported, responding to Juniper’s unspoken question before she could ask it.

“Perfect,” Juniper nodded, already moving toward their next task. “And the exhibits should be-”

“Organized by date, tabbed and highlighted,” Daniel finished, falling into step beside her.

Sophia followed them through the lobby, noting how they moved in unconscious synchronization - each anticipating the other’s thoughts and movements like dancers who’d forgotten they were performing.